Missed flight stories

early 1990s, I was 20 I think; 6am flight to Cleveland, probably via BNA. Figured I'd stay up all night. Might have smoked a joint around midnight at the Sig Ep house with a frat friend (I wasn't in a fraternity).

I think I laid down at a different friend's (my ride to BTR) couch at an apartment on Jefferson at 3am and woke up at 5:45am.

I think it was American and I think they rescheduled me later that day for little or no charge.

I missed my flight one time for work. It was stressful and I had to wait for the next one.

Flying into small towns suck, spent extra 8 hrs for a connection

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Fell asleep at my gate when I was about 15.

Had to wait about 4 hours for the next flight I could get on. The guy who worked for the airline who helped me out was a total douche to me. Finally gets me to walk me to my seat.

We stop about 8 feet into the plane and he looks at me and smiles and says, "welcome to first class, kid."

First time I ever sat in first class.

2014 time frame. Was supposed to be flying out of Boston to go back to Louisiana. Flight was delayed so I started drinking Harpoon IPA. Something crazy like 7-8% abv. I was thinking I’d get a little sauced and sleep through the entire plane ride.

Hadn’t eaten that day and after about 5-6 tall ones, I was getting in the bag. Come to find out the flight was completely cancelled along with every other flight out of Boston that day/night because of a terrible winter storm.

Anyway, there I was drunk as hell and needing to book a hotel along with half of Boston. Trying to navigate the whole logistics of it all was terrible, and It was one of the worst experiences of my life. Anyway, booked a hotel and called a taxi to drive me there... taxi was booked up due to insane traffic so Boston PD was helping people get to their hotels. I ended up hitching a ride with Boston PD (Willingly) to my hotel. Rode in the back with another couple, who were completely sober. One of the cops and I started talking about military stuff and cracked jokes at the idiots stuck on the roads in electric cars while on the way to the hotel. The couple in the car with us must have been middle-eastern or something and didn’t say a word the entire ride.

Got to wherever I was staying, place was jam-packed with everyone else in the same situation. It was like one of those refugee centers. Finally got into my room and flew out the following day with one of the worst hangovers of my life.

5 of us, 3 adults and my 2 kids flying back from Syracuse to NOLA. Made connection from Syr to JFK. Get to JFK and see our flight delayed, then cancelled.

Get a credit and shag arse to Newark and book a Delta flight to ATL then NOLA. While we were booking we tried to get a Newark to NOLA flight but it was already overbooked. I talked to the gate agent 2 minutes after they closed the doors and ahe told me they ended up having 5 empty seats on the direct flight from Newark to NOLA.

The flight we booked gets delayed by 3 hours and we miss our connecting flight to NOLA.

When we finally get to ATL we waited 45 minutes for a parking crew to pull us up to the terminal, about 100'.

Ended up spending the night in the ATL airport and flying back on the first flight to NOLA in the AM.

missed a flight to Dubai because I started drinking in airport bar, had to wait til next morning. Ended up getting exceptionally drunk.